"Mama"

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I was ten years old when my mama told me all these stories. I don't know, but I could grasp it all, even if I was just a young lad way back then.
Maybe, the blood of my patriot folks are running in my veins, perhaps that explains it. Wel, I don't know...

But I was just barely ten years old, a poor young lad, when I heard another terrifying story..

.... my mama was diagnosed with a terminal disease -stage 3 Leukemia.

The doctor told her that there's a low chance for recovery, for the disease had already spread all over her body.

I don't know what Leukemia was, way back then, but all I knew, base from what I saw from my mom's condition, she was worse than worst:

Lips were chapped, skin turned pale, and voice became weak and trembling..

In a curious question, I asked mama..... WHILE CRYING,

"Mama, are you gonna die?"

Tears fell from her eyes as she hugged me so hard - the hardest she had ever bestowed. It was like streams of tears and I felt it flowing around my neck like raindrops being poured out.

She whispered in my ears the words that always made me cry whenever I try to remember it..
"This is how I gripped and hugged you when your papa had died on that day. And.. And.. And.. This is also how scared I am on that very incident"

She had already proved MANY TIMES IN HER LIFE, that she was willing to die for the sake of the country.

So, I believe....

Mama's not scared of dying, she was scared of leaving me ALL ALONE.

I would never forget, it was my 11th birthday..

I never requested a feast or a grand celebration. We had no money for such things. All I requested was a cheap cake from the bakery, for my mama and me.

I let mama blew my birthday cake's candle, and said, "Mama make a wish for me.."

And she closed her eyes and I heard her whisper...
"Red, don't you ever forget how mama and papa died for the sake of this country.."

Then tears fell from her eyes..
I was blank..
I hugged her as much as I could..
Then I felt a DEEP SIGH, like A DEEP BREATH from Mama..

She breathed her last..

..it was my 11th birthday.

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